As much as they disliked Obed, most of the people in the room were nearly giddy. Finally, an opportunity to understand the bizarre funeral routines of the Montgomery's had come. Old lady Mayfair was ready to record this conversation so that she could gossip about it with her friends.
Phoebe was not sure how the conversation would go so she cast a spell on the phone, preventing it from recording. One of these days, all this gossip would end up getting them sued.
Maureen theatrically cleared her throat, the sound slicing through the quiet office. She uncrossed her legs and leaned forward. "Rituals! what rituals? Is there more to the funerals than burying your dead in plain coffins made out of oak tree and the weird humming? Personally, what I find strange is how big they are! I mean does your family send your dead off with gold and silver to pay the judges in the afterlife?" Her words were crowned by a melodious laugh.
